𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝙷𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛[𝙳.𝚆]

060

"That's Layla's car. She's already here." Sam announces from the backseat. It was dark now, but there were a few cars here for the private service being held.

"Yeah." Dean quietly says. I look at his side profile and frown. He was beating himself up over this, I could tell.

"Dean-"

"You know, if Roy would've picked Layla instead of me, she'd be healed right now."

"Dean, stop it."

"And if she's not healed tonight, she's gonna die in a couple months."

"I said stop." I grab his chin and turn him to look at me. "Stop thinking like that. Your life is worth saving just as much as hers. Don't get me wrong,  what's happening to Layla is awful. But you need to stop beating yourself up over it. You were healed for a reason." I tell him sternly, not breaking eye contact with him the whole time. "And anyways, there's nothing we can do. We can't let somebody else take her spot. You said it yourself, remember?" He stared at me.

"Yeah." He answers quietly. He just looked sad, and I hated it. God, I hated it so much. I let go of his face and back up a bit. I look at Sam to see him already looking at me with a small smile.

"Alright then, glad we're on the same page. Now, let's crash this party." I step out of the Impala and the boys quickly follow. We walk over to the tent and I carefully peek my head in to see what's going on. Layla was just getting up on stage and there were many people gathered at the front of the stage instead of the seats.

"Where's Sue Ann?" Dean asks from above me, his head also peeking inside.

"I don't know."

"House?" Sam suggests. I back my head out and nod.

"Right, that must be where the altar is."

The three of us briskly walk over to the house but slow down our steps when we spot the deputies walking down the steps of it.

"Go find Sue Ann. I'll catch up." Dean tells us, pushing Sam and I closer towards the bushes.

"What are you..." Sam stops himself when he sees his brother fully step out of the shadows to get the cops attention.

"Hey!" Dean calls. I pull Sam towards the bushes to try and hide ourselves. It's kinda hard though when the man is as tall as a tree. "You gonna put that fear of god in me?" Dean taunts. In a second, the two of them are chasing after him and it makes me chuckle.

"Idiot." I smile, sneaking out the bush to follow Sam up the steps. I look around to make sure no one is outside while Sam scopes out the place.

"I don't think it's inside. I didn't see an altar anywhere earlier when we looked for the book." Sam tells me quietly. I look down the porch and point at the basement doors.

"Maybe the basement?" I suggest. Sam comes over to me and looks down at what I'm pointing at then nods at me.

"Come on." He rushes, pulling me with him. We rush around the house to get to the doors before opening them as quietly as possible but it still squeaks and whines extremely loud in the silence. I descend down the steps after Sam, closing the doors behind me carefully. Observing the candles that dimly light up the place, and the cobwebs piling up in the corners of the room, I look over to where Sam already stands by the altar.

"Is that the-" I feel something hard hit me in the side of my head, immediately making me collapse to the ground. "Son of a bitch!" I cry out. My head starts spinning painfully and I start seeing dots. Looking up, I glare at Sue Ann and the bat that's in her hand, or maybe it's a pipe. I couldn't tell, everything's blurry.